We're starting to have "the conversation" about Lucy.
She can't do much now at all. We have to carry her up and down the stairs and in and out the house to use the bathroom. She no longer gets walks. She's gaining weight because she gets no exercise.
She sleeps all day and pretty much stays in one spot until she decides she wants water and drags herself over to her water bowl. When it's time to take her to bed...waking her up is a mess. *sigh*
When she sits up, however, she's alert. She seems to understand everything. She barks and growls at noises outside even though she doesn't get up from where she is. Watching her TRY to walk is heartbreaking.
She's on good drugs so we're certain she's not in pain. She gets and gives hugs daily still.
Except for no use of her back legs...she's perfectly fine.
But we have to start thinking about her mental state and what this is doing to her. Her quality of life has certainly diminished even as we are doing all we can to make her comfortable and happy.
I'm not ready to seriously think about things changing but Robby says we have to think about it because we love her.
What do YOU think?
